After falling asleep in the carriage for more than an hour, it was nearly dark, and Gongsun Shengyan finally woke up completely. Bingliang took good care of him along the way, except for looking haggard and weak, he didn't even have stubble on his face, and he really wanted to thank Mr. Zhou, the dedicated adopted son.

Gongsun Shengyan turned his body a little in the carriage, feeling that his strength was very poor, and his hands were so soft that he couldn't even hold the water bag, although he woke up, he still needed Bingliang's feeding for the time being. When the car arrived in a small town, Bingliang instructed the coachman to find an inn to live in, saying that since Shengyan Gongzi had begun to recover, he should be grounded, which would be more conducive to recovery. When the coachman received the order, he walked around the town for a while, inquired about the inn, and the three of them packed up the contents of the carriage and chose a good room to live in.

In the two days after staying, Bingliang did not let Gongsun Shengyan immediately open his belly to eat and drink, he had been dealing with medicinal farmers and medicinal herbs for many years, and some basic truths were naturally better than ordinary people, he was worried that Gongsun Shengyan's stomach would not be able to accept too much or too greasy food for a while. Tonight, I only ordered the kitchen to make a large portion of vegetarian porridge, and asked for six steamed buns, three of which were given to the coachman, two for himself, and the remaining one for Gongsun Shengyan.

"Aren't you afraid that I will tell Mr. Zhou that you will abuse me in the future?" Gongsun Shengyan, who was gradually improving, looked at Bingliang gratefully and grinned and joked with him.

"If you dare to tell Mr. Zhou, then I will let the kitchen make the roast chicken button meat now, and go downstairs to eat it myself, and avoid you, so as not to make you unhappy." Bingliang is also a fast-talker, and he smiled and pushed back Gongsun Shengyan's words.

Gongsun Shengyan tried to eat the steamed buns with porridge by himself, and when Bingliang saw this scene, he didn't help, but just carefully explained how he found him before and how Mr. Zhou arranged him from beginning to end. Gongsun Shengyan listened without saying a word, and then slowly recalled the previous events, and couldn't help but feel sad again.

A steamed bun Gongsun Shengyan ate for nearly half an hour, Bingliang arranged for the coachman to rest early, along the way the two of them suffered too much that they had not suffered before, just because of Mr. Zhou's words, they left home thousands of miles away from home with the comatose Gongsun Shengyan half hiding and half hurrying straight to Yunnan, so they made a deep friendship, if there is no mutual trust and support, it is impossible to go to Nanyue. Bingliang saw that Gongsun Shengyan had finished eating the steamed buns, but most of the vegetarian porridge fell on the clothes on his chest because of the weakness in his hands, and he looked like a child who had just learned to eat by himself, and he was also embarrassed in his heart. He got up and walked to Gongsun Shengyan's side, and asked if he wanted to walk around the house again by himself and recover the strength of his legs as soon as possible, Gongsun Shengyan nodded, and tried to get up and walk up with Bingliang's support.

"How is Zhou Xue?" Gongsun Shengyan suddenly asked thoughtlessly.

"I don't know this, after I found out that you were at Cheng Lao'er's house, I left Jiangnan with you that night, and I don't know more about the Gongsun family and the Zhou family than you. Bingliang replied.

"I don't know if I'll ever go back. Gongsun Shengyan stopped, sighed, and then tiredly picked a chair and sat down with Bingliang's support.

"Don't think about it so much, rest for a while, I'll boil water and wait for you to take a bath." ”

"What?" Gongsun Shengyan's eyes widened wider than copper coins, "You serve me to take a bath?" ”

"Hahaha," Bingliang really couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud, "Young Master Gongsun Shengyan, you have been in a coma for more than a month, and these days, you have a few hairs and scars on your body, and the coachman and I are already clear." What else are you embarrassed about. After saying that, Bingliang actually winked at Gongsun Shengyan, and saw that Gongsun Shengyan was upside down, and he just wanted to find a piece of tofu and kill him.

There was the intermittent snoring of the coachman from the side room, and everyone was really tired along the way, but fortunately, the coachman's snoring was a little quieter than in the previous two days. Gongsun Shengyan insisted on taking off his clothes with his back to Bingliang, and as soon as he took off his essence, he heard Bingliang behind him "Huh".

"What's the fuss, don't you even know how many hairs I have?" Gongsun Shengyan still felt restrained, so he had to laugh at himself.

"No, Young Master Gongsun, you slow down, hold on to the bathtub and don't move. Bingliang rushed over and held him down from behind.

Gongsun Shengyan didn't think about it, just stood still, but Bingliang behind him didn't seem to move after letting go of his hands, just "Hey, ah" kept moving.

"What are you doing, have you seen enough?" Gongsun Shengyan was a little impatient.

"No, no......" Bingliang still didn't answer.

Gongsun Shengyan listened to Bingliang's tone, not like he was joking with himself, an indescribable nervous feeling rose in his heart, and he turned to him and asked, "What's wrong?"

"You've got an eye behind your back. Bingliang said seriously.

"What?long eyes?" Gongsun Shengyan was inexplicable.

"Yes, an eye, half a fist the size, pink and pink, in this position. After Bingliang finished speaking, he poked his left back with his finger, "Ah, if you look closely, there is actually something like a spider web next to your eyes, no, it's not like a spider web, it's more like a tree root." The more Bingliang looked at it, the more energetic he became, and he commented with interest.

Gongsun Shengyan was anxious, but he couldn't see it, so he twisted the left side of his body and twisted it right, and he just hated to take off his eyeballs and put them behind to take a look.

"Go find me a mirror. Gongsun Shengyan finally reacted.

"Where are I going to find you a mirror in the middle of the night? Bingliang replied, and poked the eye on the left back with his finger, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt. ”

"Is it itchy?" Bingliang continued to poke.

"If you don't poke it, it won't itch. ”

"Oh, that's not itchy. Bingliang said seriously.

"You didn't notice when you bathed me before?" Gongsun Shengyan asked with his head twisted vigorously, although he couldn't see it, he really didn't give up.

“...... No, I washed it four or five days ago, and I really didn't. Bingliang thought carefully before answering.

"Forget it, don't wash it. Gongsun Shengyan was depressed, and picked up the clothes and pants in front of him to put them back on.

"Don't don't, let's wash it, if you don't take a bath, you will have a sore or something on your body, Mr. Zhou knows, don't dig out my flesh and make it up for you." Bingliang tried to liven up the atmosphere.

"You talk a lot. Gongsun Shengyan sighed, held the bath bucket again, Bingliang hurriedly grabbed his arm, and slowly sent him to the steaming bucket, and muttered to himself: "Just wash it for a while, just recovered, can't soak for too long......"

The next day, as soon as Gongsun Shengyan opened his eyes, he shouted to Bingliang and asked him to hurry to find a mirror for himself. After resting for a few nights in a row, Gongsun Shengyan felt that he had recovered a lot, and he tried to turn over and get out of bed and walk a few steps, but the soles of his feet and legs were not too difficult. Bingliang came from the side room and told him that breakfast had been set up and put on the table, and it would not taste good if he didn't eat cold, thinking that he would look in the mirror when he woke up, and he had already borrowed the mirror, and it was not too late to look at it after breakfast. Gongsun Shengyan thought about it, but this is also the reason, so he slowly walked to the table, and found that in addition to the steamed porridge for breakfast today, there was actually an egg that had been peeled, and he was grateful to Bingliang in his heart.

After eating, Gongsun Shengyan took off his clothes, found a well-lit window and sat down, holding a mirror by himself, Bingliang also held a mirror behind him, the two of them slowly adjusted the angle, and finally saw the eye behind them. After really seeing it, Gongsun Shengyan found that this pattern is not so much like an eye, but more like a sun with something missing in the middle, and the root-like patterns that Bingliang said last night are sparse, but carefully identify, you can find that the ends of these roots are arranged in a relatively regular circle, like the sun's rays depicted by immature children, radiating to the surroundings.

"Compared with last night, is there a difference?" Gongsun Shengyan looked at it for a while, feeling that his eyes were a little sour, so he asked Bingliang behind him.

"No, it's still like that. ”

"I can't understand it when I look left and right, I don't look at it. Gongsun Shengyan was upset and threw the mirror on the ground.

"Today's strength is much greater than yesterday's, and I can throw mirrors. Bingliang bent down to pick up the mirror, laughing at him as he walked.

At the suggestion of Gongsun Shengyan, the three of them decided to stay in the inn for another day, since they were far away from the family, they were also far away from those who loved or hated, rather than letting them still linger in their hearts, it was better to leave them aside for the time being and let themselves think of something else. There is a world of difference between the customs and customs of Nanyue and the south of the Yangtze River, those who don't speak official words, their mouths are chirping like birds, like those starlings who have not yet spoken like Gongsun Shenghua before, and Gongsun Shengyan can't understand how to listen to them. It's a little boring to stay in the inn for a long time, although Bingliang is older than Gongsun Shengyan, but he hasn't gone out much, and he is still at the age of being playful and fresh. They escaped the danger of pursuit, and the three of them simply walked to the market to see what was more interesting in this Nanyue besides the bird language that they couldn't understand.

Gongsun Shengyan changed into a simple dress, looking simple and clean, but the burly figure, handsome face and eyebrows and eyes of the child's demeanor for many years, where can be covered by a simple clothes, but unfortunately he moved a little slowly, and he had to take a step and a half when others walked a step, so that a few little girls who were staring at him carefully couldn't help but secretly shake their heads, thinking that it was a pity that this skin was so bad at a young age. Bingliang saw it in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were happy, but in the end he didn't hold back, and hugged a big tree on the side of the road and laughed loudly. Gongsun Shengyan knew that he was laughing at himself, and he couldn't explain anything, so he had to let him laugh, and he turned around and went into a teahouse to rest.

As soon as he sat down, the enthusiastic Xiao Er followed, and after a while, Gongsun Shengyan frowned, and said official words to the other party, who expected that Xiao Er couldn't understand the official language, and the two of them even talked and compared, but neither of them understood what the other party was talking about.

"Ah, this boy, he said that this seat has already been booked. A voice came from behind Gongsun Shengyan's ears, and when he looked back, it was actually a person who looked like a Taoist priest, looking at the hair that was already white, much blacker, but his skin was as fine as a young man.

"Oh. Gongsun Shengyan was a little polite, "Thank you." Then he got up and wanted to leave. He didn't want to deal with Taoist priests, not to mention the ancestral training for many years, and then a Taoist priest who was a ghost was intercepted in Luoma Mountain and almost lost his life, all of which made him not have a good impression of the person in front of him.

"If Childe doesn't dislike it, there is no one here in the old road, and the seats are idle. The Taoist priest took the initiative to invite him, with a smile on his face.

"No, I'm not thirsty, I'm just looking for a place to sit casually. Gongsun Shengyan continued to walk out the door.

"I don't know if I'm thirsty or not, but Lao Dao can see that Gongzi is very weak now, as if he has just recovered from a serious illness, and he seems to be worried, so he probably won't stay here for too long. ”

When Gongsun Shengyan heard Lao Dao say this, the whole person was nailed to the ground like a nail, and he never took a step forward.

"Who are you?" Bingliang, who rushed over, walked up to Lao Dao and asked.

"Lao Dao is no one, but relying on a little bit of the teacher's thin biography, he has traveled around and seen a lot. ”

"Let's go, Childe. Bingliang also looked a little nervous, and began to push Gongsun Shengyan.

"Encounter is fate, this Nanyue is a place of dampness and poison, miasma is frequent, although the son looks strong, but the breath is chaotic. I have a side here, and Childe can try to use it to recuperate. The Taoist priest didn't get up after speaking, took out a square from his bosom, and pushed it to the other side of the table. Although Gongsun Shengyan and the three of them do not understand the techniques of Taoism, but this recipe is not an ordinary thing at a glance, the paper on which the recipe is written is a fiery red color, so red that it seems to burn up with one more look, and the content inside is faintly revealed from the position where it has not been completely folded, Bingliang recognizes that it is not an ordinary medicinal material, and what is even more strange is that the words written on the medicinal materials are actually written with golden glitter, and for a while I can't tell what material it is. Bingliang hesitated, accepted the recipe, did not thank him, and hurriedly left with Gongsun Shengyan and the coachman.